Date: Mon, 24 Aug 2009 05:43:46 -0500
From: J. M. Vincent <shyoldguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Garage Guy

This is a work of fiction containing gay consensual sex between adults
overthe age of 18 years old.  If it is illegal to view this material,
offended by the content or underage, please leave this site immediately.

This work of fiction/fantasy is the product of the author and maybe not be
copied and/or published in any way without the express consent of this
author.  No one in this story is real, living or dead.  Any resemblance to
a living or dead person is purely an accident.

I stood in the darkness watching for your car to come around the corner.
It was cool, and I was bare foot, in jeans and a short sleeve shirt,
standing in the shadows next to your garage. You were right on time, you
always are. Your headlights came down the street, and turned left into the
drive. If you were paying attention, you would have spotted me squatted
behind the shrubbery. You never noticed.  The garage door started groaning
as the motor engaged and it started up. You slowed until it was high enough
for your car to clear, and you continued in. I stepped around the bush and
slipped undetected into the garage behind your car. The door groaned again
as it reversed direction, slowly closing us off from the outside world. You
opened the car door and stepped out into the gloom of the garage.  The room
was lit by a single bulb in the ceiling fixture, and it cast shadows around
the room. You did not see me right away, and jumped when you heard my
voice. ?You were hoping I?d come tonight weren?t you??  I said my voice
husky with desire. You just stood staring at me. ?Tell me you were thinking
about this all day.?  You nodded. ?NO! Tell me.? I demanded. ?Yes, I was
hoping you would come tonight.? You said.

?Good, now strip for me.? ?Here?? You replied with surprise in your
voice. ?NOW!? I shouted. You started unbuttoning your shirt. I reached over
and ripped open the buttons, exposing your chest and aroused nipples.
?Faster.? I commanded. You pulled off your shirt and tossed it in the car,
while you were stepping out of your shoes. Quickly you undid your pants,
and pulled them and your white briefs down in one motion, exposing your
rock hard cock. ?See, you do want it, don?t you?? I said seeing your precum
drip on the floor. You stepped out of your pants and stood in your socks in
front of me.  The over head light had gone out and we were illuminated only
by the cars dome light shining through the open car door. ?Down on your
knees.? I commanded, and you dropped to your knees like the hot little
bitch you are.  I unfastened my jeans, and they fell to the floor. ?Crawl
over here you cocksucker, I know you want it.? and you did as I asked.
?Lick my balls boy.? You looked up at me with those wonderful eyes, smiled
and stuck out your tongue. You started lapping at my low hanging balls,
moved up my shaft, and when you reached the purple swollen head, engulfed
it in your mouth. I let you play your hot wet tongue around my pee slit and
glans, and when I couldn?t stand it anymore I shoved it in deeper.

You hardly gagged as I hit the back of your throat. You were getting better
at this. I could hear you starting to breathe through your nose as I
entered your throat. I shoved it in as deep as I could, letting your
muscles thrill me as you tried to swallow all of it. When I knew I was
going to cum, I pulled out with a loud pop, ?Please, please, give me more.?
You begged. ?Get up slut, and bend over the trunk. You want it in the ass,
don?t you?? ?Oh yes, more than anything.? You said as you obediently stood
and bent over for me.  I stepped out of my pants, and in only my large
white t-shirt approached you. You were a gay man?s wet dream, bending over
the car trunk, legs spread wearing nothing but socks. ?Please hurry, I want
it so bad, give it to me now.? You pleaded. I got down, and started licking
your nuts hanging between your hairy wide spread legs, and worked my way up
your sweet smelling crack. When I reached your hot juicy bud, I pressed my
tongue inside.  You legs sagged, and you used the car trunk to support
yourself. ?Please give me your cock.? You pleaded again. ?When I?m ready
faggot.? I snapped. I got you good and wet with my spit, and then wet my
cock. Without warning I slammed into your unprepared hole. You yelled out
with a mixture of surprise and pleasure.  I beat you hard, and could hear
your dick bouncing against the tail light. We were both moaning with
pleasure when my balls started to draw up and prepare to shoot. Again I
stopped and pulled out.  You moaned and pleaded with me not to stop.

?Get down on the ground like the dog you are.? I commanded. ?Yes please
anything, just put it back in me, I want it so bad.? You dropped down on
all fours, put your face on the floor and raised your wet ass in the air. I
climbed on and again forced my raging cock inside. When I was fully
mounted, and had a steady rhythm going I leaned over your smooth broad back
and started licking you behind the ear. This got you humping back against
my thrusts, and you tried to pull my whole body inside your ass.  ?You love
this, don?t you?? I whispered in your ear. ?Yes, oh yes.? You gasped. I
kissed your neck and across your shoulder to the nape of your neck. I could
feel my seed start to rise, and pulled out of you quickly.

?NO, NO, don?t stop.? You groaned. ?On your back bitch.? I yelled. You
threw yourself on your back and spread and raised your legs to give my
access. ?More please, I want more.? I lunged into you one more time,
leaning over between your wide spread legs and kissed you on the mouth,
forcing my tongue in you just as I was doing with my cock. I knew I
couldn?t take much more, and as my seed started to move again, I again
withdrew.  You moaned in pain. ?NO, NO, NO,? I climbed on your chest and
thrust my dripping cock, dripping with massive amounts of precum, and your
ass juices, into your open mouth. It slid down your throat, and your
muscles again engulfed it. I pounded your face as hard as I had your ass
until I knew I was going to explode. I pulled out; you couldn?t speak, and
stroked my meat fast for a second or two and then shot huge strings of goo
on your face. It covered you eyes, dripped down your cheek, and entered
your mouth where your hungry tongue licked it off your lips. I stood up and
stepped back. I looked at you on the floor, naked except for one sock. The
other had come off as we had wrestled on the dirty concrete floor.
?Please, can I cum now?? you begged. ?On your knees?? I ordered, ?let me
watch you jack off like the fag you are boy.? It only took a couple of fast
strokes, and you were shooting you cock juice on your chest and hands. Did
you like that?? I asked. ?Oh, yes.? You whispered. I pulled on my pants as
you stood up. ?When can we do it again?? you asked with and edge of
pleading in your voice. ?When I am damn good and ready.? I snapped,
pressing the button to raise the door, the overhead light snapped on.  ?Do
not touch yourself until I come back.? I ordered. ?No, I won?t, why would
I?? you said. As I was walking out the door and back into the shadows, you
asked, ?Who are you??  I looked back at you standing naked except for that
one sagging sock, with cum dripping off you in full view of any neighbors
that were at their windows, and didn?t answer. I walked off toward my car
barefoot through the damp grass.

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